Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Straggly hair.
Frumpy clothes.
Blue spirit.
Blotchy, dry complexion.

Discouraged, lazy attitude.
But in those
Gleaming brown eyes
In that toothless smile
I am home.
To her
For now
I am
Perfection.

6 Comments:

Blogger mmichele said...

i always loved the idea that to my sons, for at least the first part of their lives, i would be the most beautiful woman in the world. thanks for putting it so well.

2:34 PM  
Blogger Linda said...

Yes. Yes! Yes!! I too, would look into the eyes of my babies and see pure love and I would just eat it up. Until kindergarten when they discovered for the first time that there were other beautiful women in the world.

5:17 PM  
Blogger Raehan said...

You are the sun, momma. An enormous beautiful sun.

6:23 PM  
Blogger Heather Plett said...

Ah, lovely :-)

Suck it up while it lasts. Maddie told me last night that Daddy was her favourite :-(

8:02 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ain't it just the way :)

8:57 AM  
Blogger ccap said...

Yeah, Heather, that's why I said "for now". It's fleeting and as long as I have it I'm not letting it go. :-)

11:50 AM  

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